You Came To Me by Autumn Richardson

 

This is an excerpt from You Came To Me, from Autumn Richardson’s new collection Ajar To The Night.

 

 

 

you came to me as a song

that I could not sing

 

it broke the branches

of the tree in which I rested

 

it broke my rest

 

~

 

you came to me as a torch

that devoured me

 

I was relieved of leaves

and left with blood-

brightness and with thorns

 

~

 

you come to me now

as a wind that assails me

with fury and with salt

 

to purify the wounds of my

own making

 

~

 

you are a horn

lifted to the sky

 

a howl piercing the blue

cells of the air

 

. . .

 

I feel you as a current

 

as dark, as sinuous, as

a cormorant slipping through

the belly of the sea

 

~

 

in the caverns of the earth

I recognised you

 

and in the veins

of smoke of birch

 

~

 

you are the dweller inside

the atria of hills

 

~

 

I lower myself through

oesophageal stones

 

into dens of scent

 

~

 

sightless, seeking bulb

and frond

 

I lift from unlit passages

medicines proliferating

in darkness

 

 

 

***

 

 

Autumn Richardson is a poet, editor and publisher. She is the co-founder of Corbel Stone Press, one of the UK’s foremost small presses dedicated to writing about landscape and nature, with composer and writer Richard Skelton. She is also the co-editor of Reliquiae, a biannual journal of poetry, short fiction, non-fiction and translations. Her poetry, texts and translations have featured in literary journals, pamphlets, anthologies and exhibitions worldwide. Her books include Heart of Winter (2016), a book of found-poems and translations based upon the journals of polar explorer Knud Rasmussen, and An Almost-Gone Radiance (2018), which was selected as a Scottish Book of the Year by The Scottish Review of Books. Her most recent collection, Ajar To The Night, focuses upon the doctrine of metempsychosis; cyclical existence in all its forms on earth, universal sentience and the inexorable resurgence of the divine feminine. It was published in May 2020 by Scarlet Imprint.

 

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